Sonnet
As we take our final steps across
We will be thinking of our times with friends
that seem to be gone forever and lost
We realize that this is not quite the end
Our memories will always be with us
we will not forget Ole's final OHHHH
at lunch while the teachers put up a fuss
to try and keep us from reaching our goal
Class of '09 has made their final mark
as we walk across that stage one last time
all of us staying in somebody's heart
we finally made it, we'll all be fine
Walk out of this place with your heads held high
No one should say any final good byes.
cinquain
soccer
black, white
attacking, defending, swerving
eleven on the field
goal
haiku
Together Black Gold
we fight for the victory
with loss or glory
ten years have gone by
meeting new friends here and there
close ones at my side
good old washington
aged Atlantic Middle School
mostly new AHS
Revised Journal Entry #2
day after day for the past year
i have awaited for this
the time that makes it a year
one gone by being together
through all the pain and hurt
through the obstacles and tests
the memories of treachery
we have overcome and survived our first year
memories flood my mind
as i sit here and think of our past
there are more of joy and laughter
then there are of hurt and pain
now as we continue forth
with what time we have left
to continue the journey of a future
that could determine the rest of our lives
FIVE THINGS I HAVE NEVER NOTICED IN THE SCHOOL: Wiley Coyote sticker on Wiley's door Winter Formal lights are still hanging up in the commons Model jets in Mrs. Hobson's room Plastic cover bolted to brick wall right under where lunch trays go Vent on the wall in the commons
The Important Things friends- having the three of us together again, just like the summer before he left
family-summer fishing trip on the clear, blue lake with my dad yelling, "Reel 'er in! Its a big one."
love-feeling that is so very hard to describe
soccer-running up the turf, zig-zagging in and out with the ball at my feet
-mud fights during a coed scrimmage after a heavy rain
dance- tapping and stomping away on a stage, looking out at the full crowd
books- curled up sitting in a quiet place on a stormy day
college -walking out onto the big,open campus for the first time with Nick
writing - listening the the scratching of a pen to paper when writing down my thoughts
memories- all the fun times I can remember with my friends.
Grannie Pat-closest family member as well as role model
What I Want Is
What I want is
Enough time
To do what I want
What I want is
To see my brothers
And my sisters
All together
After so long
Smiling, laughing,
Hugging, and crying
Watching my sister
Walking down the aisle
With her father
Right by her side
Taking each step
Toward a new life
Brothers and sisters
All watching her
Counting the steps
As she walks past
Toward her future
Step 1, step 2
Revised Journal Entry #1
I love you. I have fallen for you. You are the keeper to my heart. You have opened the gateway to new possibilities. These are all common ways to verbally express love for people who are "in love." Does anyone really know what this complex word means? Can one say that love even has a true definition? How old do you have to be before you can experience true love for the first time?
I believe that someone can fall in love at any point of their life. When I say this I don't just mean the type of love in a marriage, but all the different types of love. The love for a brother, sister, mother, father, any family member, a friend, a pet, and even yourself. For right now I would like to focus on a specific type of love. The type of love called the first, true love.
At the age of 15, I had thought I had fallen in love with my best friend's brother. After everything that I have experienced since then, I can honestly say I was completely wrong. At the moment, I believe myself to be in love. It may not be true love, but at the least it is love.
Since January of 2008, I have felt this feeling for a specific person. Love is so very hard to describe. I have never felt this strongly for another in my entire life. To me, love has a truly beautiful meaning. I am just unsure of how to put the meaning into word, but i shall try. It is so hard to describe. I feel like I am soaring through the air when I think about him. I can never get him off my mind. Every single time I see him, hear his voice, or hear someone mention his name I feel all warm inside. My heart races whenever I look into his eyes. It feels as if I am unable to breathe whenever I am around him. He is my best friend. We can tell each other anything. We have our differences, but we are still very much the same. If he comes into a room full of our friends, just for a moment it as if it is just him and I. It is like everyone else has disappeared, and it is just him standing before me. I do not know if this is what you would call "true love", but I am sure that it is.
This is my definition of love. Some may agree with it, and others may not. Everyone feels something different when they fall "in love", but this is my opinion.
As we take our final steps across
We will be thinking of our times with friends
that seem to be gone forever and lost
We realize that this is not quite the end
Our memories will always be with us
we will not forget Ole's final OHHHH
at lunch while the teachers put up a fuss
to try and keep us from reaching our goal
Class of '09 has made their final mark
as we walk across that stage one last time
all of us staying in somebody's heart
we finally made it, we'll all be fine
Walk out of this place with your heads held high
No one should say any final good byes.
cinquain
soccer
black, white
attacking, defending, swerving
eleven on the field
goal
haiku
Together Black Gold
we fight for the victory
with loss or glory
ten years have gone by
meeting new friends here and there
close ones at my side
good old washington
aged Atlantic Middle School
mostly new AHS
Revised Journal Entry #2
day after day for the past year
i have awaited for this
the time that makes it a year
one gone by being together
through all the pain and hurt
through the obstacles and tests
the memories of treachery
we have overcome and survived our first year
memories flood my mind
as i sit here and think of our past
there are more of joy and laughter
then there are of hurt and pain
now as we continue forth
with what time we have left
to continue the journey of a future
that could determine the rest of our lives
FIVE THINGS I HAVE NEVER NOTICED IN THE SCHOOL:
Wiley Coyote sticker on Wiley's door
Winter Formal lights are still hanging up in the commons
Model jets in Mrs. Hobson's room
Plastic cover bolted to brick wall right under where lunch trays go
Vent on the wall in the commons
The Important Things
friends- having the three of us together again, just like the summer before he left
family-summer fishing trip on the clear, blue lake with my dad yelling, "Reel 'er in! Its a big one."
love-feeling that is so very hard to describe
soccer-running up the turf, zig-zagging in and out with the ball at my feet
-mud fights during a coed scrimmage after a heavy rain
dance- tapping and stomping away on a stage, looking out at the full crowd
books- curled up sitting in a quiet place on a stormy day
college -walking out onto the big,open campus for the first time with Nick
writing - listening the the scratching of a pen to paper when writing down my thoughts
memories- all the fun times I can remember with my friends.
Grannie Pat-closest family member as well as role model
What I Want Is
What I want is
Enough time
To do what I want
What I want is
To see my brothers
And my sisters
All together
After so long
Smiling, laughing,
Hugging, and crying
Watching my sister
Walking down the aisle
With her father
Right by her side
Taking each step
Toward a new life
Brothers and sisters
All watching her
Counting the steps
As she walks past
Toward her future
Step 1, step 2
Revised Journal Entry #1
I love you. I have fallen for you. You are the keeper to my heart. You have opened the gateway to new possibilities. These are all common ways to verbally express love for people who are "in love." Does anyone really know what this complex word means? Can one say that love even has a true definition? How old do you have to be before you can experience true love for the first time?
I believe that someone can fall in love at any point of their life. When I say this I don't just mean the type of love in a marriage, but all the different types of love. The love for a brother, sister, mother, father, any family member, a friend, a pet, and even yourself. For right now I would like to focus on a specific type of love. The type of love called the first, true love.
At the age of 15, I had thought I had fallen in love with my best friend's brother. After everything that I have experienced since then, I can honestly say I was completely wrong. At the moment, I believe myself to be in love. It may not be true love, but at the least it is love.
Since January of 2008, I have felt this feeling for a specific person. Love is so very hard to describe. I have never felt this strongly for another in my entire life. To me, love has a truly beautiful meaning. I am just unsure of how to put the meaning into word, but i shall try. It is so hard to describe. I feel like I am soaring through the air when I think about him. I can never get him off my mind. Every single time I see him, hear his voice, or hear someone mention his name I feel all warm inside. My heart races whenever I look into his eyes. It feels as if I am unable to breathe whenever I am around him. He is my best friend. We can tell each other anything. We have our differences, but we are still very much the same. If he comes into a room full of our friends, just for a moment it as if it is just him and I. It is like everyone else has disappeared, and it is just him standing before me. I do not know if this is what you would call "true love", but I am sure that it is.
This is my definition of love. Some may agree with it, and others may not. Everyone feels something different when they fall "in love", but this is my opinion.